Hex Kittens

Underneath the world we know is one filled with monsters and mayhem. And the only thing standing between it and us is Nick. Recruited by a mysterious woman in latex, he has one job: Keep the supernatural in check.Aided by a sentient breast implant sidekick (she's a silicone slime!) and driving a Hellcat, he’s going to find himself faced with threats way above his league. Fortunately for him, his knack for recruiting gorgeous Chosen One-types may be just the thing he needs to stay alive.

Monster hunters for hire, fueled by Waffle House and each other, they're used to low-level threats and manageable chaos. Their mysterious benefactor Anastasia had other plans. Libusen has a problem: people are vanishing without a trace, leaving nothing behind but the sound of gnawing teeth. The locals have protection—or they did. Moira Orchard is a Canadian tattoo artist with no visible ink and a guilty conscience.

Nick's day was going fine until a portal opened in the middle of a county highway and deposited a tattooed, post-apocalyptic goth girl directly in front of his Hellcat. Grace has been running for weeks from something called the Grume — a monster that can't be killed permanently, only temporarily, and gains immunity to every weapon used against it. Then Nick killed it with Grace's crossbow. Now the Grume is immune to yet another weapon, and it's coming after Nick and his crew.

Nick, Salma, Grace, Moira, and Tiffany. Three 'Chosen Ones', a talking slime...and a regular guy. Or so everyone thinks. Trained in the Fae Wilds, all evidence points to Nick being little more than an average hunter of the supernatural. Faced with (apparent) aliens and (apparent) bigfoots (big-feet?), he will find himself embroiled in a conflict that is both weirder and more deadly than any the team have faced. And the Path of Blood and Shadow will be revealed for the first time...

Nick and his crew have saved a lot of people from monsters. But what happens when they don't WANT to be saved? The monster? The Mnemophage. It's diet? Every embarrassing memory you've ever lain awake at 2AM regretting. The problem? The town that's been feeding it their collective memories of...